Nanli narrowed her eyes, finding Xue Shengnan's words strange.
"I didn't specifically come to find you; you ran back to the capital yourself and then foolishly returned to the Xue residence."
Xue Shengnan lay on the ground, her soul still not dissipated. She looked at Nanli's increasingly exquisite and beautiful face with growing fear. The moment of death is often the most terrifying, and Xue Shengnan's soul was still fading away.
"I... I am Yan Zhen! Father!" Xue Shengnan's memories gradually became clear. She decided to fight desperately, shouting to the sky, "Father! Come and save me!"
Everyone was stunned. Lord Xue had just been killed by her--why was she still calling for her father to save her? Even if Lord Xue were alive, he wouldn't come to save Xue Shengnan, right?
However, with her cry, the dark sky suddenly flashed with lightning and thunder, with rolling storm clouds forming a vortex.